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lordy. lordy....

its been over a month since i visited here in my journal. im too lazy and thats pretty sad.

i wet out for st patty's day. no one puked this year. i ended up at mcdonald's though. twice. number two, no meat no onions. reminiscent of being a child at the belmar mcd's.

yesterday i spent the day being all crafty around my house. i did all the little things that you never get done like finally putting on a bed skirt for my room which i havent done in.... five years? well, it is there now. and i strung bodhi leaves across my curtains. i have had then since maybe december without actually following though with my plan. the bearer of these leaves is supposed to have renewed patience and god, do i need some of that. i cleaned the hell out of my place but still have so much to do. it is annoying. all that once in a few months cleaning under beds and so on needs to be done. maybe i should get a maid for just one day.

the last week has been peppered with little anxiety attacks over the fact that it is *gulp* six fucking days until the marathon. i have been training for twelve weeks now so it isnt like i havent noticed the countdown in weeks... but until it hit the two week mark i was, mentally, alright about it all. now... yeah. not so much. i, not even sure why. it makes me creep out, breathe heavy and get all fluttery in the stomach. it isnt like i am not going to finish. i will. i have to. when i first started all of this i was not concerned about time at all... but now i am pushing myself to have an acceptable time. my run on saturday was very good, though. it makes me feel a bit better but now i havent run since then. i will tonight. and i missed yoga this morning which pisses me off. i was stuuck at a doctor's appointment. i am ridiculously anemic which isnt helping with my motivation for running and not staying in bed. i realized this week, also, the cruel joke of living this close to where the marathon is. the town in on lockdown, basically, for the entire day from 5 in te morning until after 2:00. we will be running dwn one of the major roads and the parking will be worse than an sunny eighty five degree saturday in mid july. so i will be walking home from the marathon. thanks for the kick in the head! i bet that will feel awesome!

and speaking of tired days... the day after the marathon is cinco de mayo.... which means like an asshole i will be at work. all day, all night. and yes, i made this choice i supposed because that is a damn lot of money to be giving up. i just hope that i don't feel too horrible. it is a mad house mexican restaurant. the plus points are, besides the money, i am sure i will be receiving tequila starting at about... hrm, four in the afternoon on through out the night. and it is a monday night so it won't be too much to handle. this is the thrid year in a row i will be working the day there. i know it is a good time. my boss has started to inform me of the other holidays i will be working. apparently i am not getting a choice this year. fourth of july weekend i will be cooking. pretty crappy because that is less money that i should be making as a waitress but it is cooking and thats super exciting. by the end of the summer i should have my own cooking lunch shift. i dont know exactly how i feel about that... we shall see.
also with cooking, i got to do hibatchi for my birthday.

i could use some yummy food right now.


i spent the end of last week in brooklyn roaming hipsterburg. found a cheapo little bar and had some fun. met up with my college roommate that i haven't seen in seven years. we stopped talking because we were both in bad situations and have become friends again since then but havent gotten together until friday night. crazy. i couldnt even drink because the entire things was just so surreal already. it was like a crazy little mind trip. had another college girl come on down to the bar also.
i stayed with my friends and their son. last year i visited and the girls were on the brink of separation. one of them was having a tough time with the feeling that all the time she spent as a mom was making her lose herself. they were falling apart. while i stayed with one girl and their son the other was off in the city drinking and having new friends. she felt trapped and not in touch anymore and was on a quest for a career and her inner goddess or somme shit. what a difference a year makes. they are back to being the girls i used to know. they both parents now, the 'finding herself' girl is back at home taking care of their son and they are looking into try to have another one. just such a 360 turnaround. not a bad thing. i am glad that everyone has become happier in their own skins up there.
i want to go see ween play at a brooklyn pool in july. this is the plan. i may still be in sante fe for the time, though.
my one friend cut my hair (during shots of tequila, eep) and im a bit freaked out about it. my sister in law, whom i usually go to, is annoyed now, too. it was supposed to be trimmed, that is it. there are six or more inches gone and i have a feeling i look like a feathered late 70's rock star. my sister in law has been begging to cut my hair off for over a year now and i wouldnt let her. but then again i also asked my brooklyn friend not to also. im through trusting people with sissors. they always take off more than i ask them to.

such a busy week. have to make sushi tonight. and friday. and work thursday and friday. and register for the marathon, drop off my sneaks for donation, run, yoga, freak out a bit i am sure, drink tequila and get stupid tired, have class, do my garden, make sure i eat well all week, and on and on and on.

i bought a tomato plant in union square. i spent a few hours last week working on my garden. i looks nice for the time being. i need to buy a flat of flowers to put in between my hastas and bring some color to it. my tree is in full white flower bloom and the purple iris plants are budding. yay for spring.

someone out there... make sure it doesnt rain on sunday for the race. i will be a huge ball or crying mess if it does. i hate rain.